The zombie boy was patrolliing like Rovan - his caretaker - had instructed him, scanning for any harmful zombies to take out.

He nibbled on a Contaminant, a sort of crystal that caused the virus and was used to create medicine for it, but also kept Arvan's infection levels dormant so he could live near humans safely.

Suddenly someone bumped into him. "Oh-" He exclaimed, hand speeding forward to grab the person's arm to steady them, looking at them with his pale expressive eyes.